My boyfriend often reminds me of our collective awesome mental strength (generally just before I put a tortilla chip in my mouth).
Well, I am pretty close to giddy to report that today I exhibited super-human mental strength (well, by Aryn standards).
This is the 11th consecutive day of working out. And on this 11th consecutive day, I grumbled out of bed at 6:30am (waaaay too early on a Saturday) and allowed my car to magically steer me to the gym.
Drum roll please.
Somehow, I managed to huff and puff my way through SIXTY-EIGHT MINUTES/ SIX+ MILES of elliptical torture.
I have never intentionally participated in such extreme physical activity in my life (yes, I have been on more strenuous hikes, I just have been tricked into them).
And apparently it was pretty much my limit. When I got home, my boyfriend quipped "WOW babe, you look BEAT!"
Lemme tell ya, there is zero chance I look half as beat as I feel!
Well, I am pretty close to giddy to report that today I exhibited super-human mental strength (well, by Aryn standards).
This is the 11th consecutive day of working out. And on this 11th consecutive day, I grumbled out of bed at 6:30am (waaaay too early on a Saturday) and allowed my car to magically steer me to the gym.
Drum roll please.
Somehow, I managed to huff and puff my way through SIXTY-EIGHT MINUTES/ SIX+ MILES of elliptical torture.
I have never intentionally participated in such extreme physical activity in my life (yes, I have been on more strenuous hikes, I just have been tricked into them).
And apparently it was pretty much my limit. When I got home, my boyfriend quipped "WOW babe, you look BEAT!"
Lemme tell ya, there is zero chance I look half as beat as I feel!
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